Firefly Hotel Mustique

... enough room for two cars, several switch back curves, and either a sheer drop off the cliff's edge or deep storm ditches on either side of the road. Zero room for error. The curves are so bad that cars have to beep before each curve so on coming cars will know they have company. <br><br>Our walk through town was pleasant. We followed our noses (literally) to a restaurant called Brooke's Hideaway. What a gem. Brooke was there to greet ...

... and exhausted! Well, may as well try and make it, I thought, so gritted my teeth and dragged myself upward with burning thighs&#8230;..and then the real hardship began &#8211; we were now in the cloud and it was cold &#8211; really cold &#8211; and then the wind started whipping across the area just below the rim of the crater and nearly blew us over. We huddled together and ate our lunch still being buffeted by the howling wind waiting for the cloud to ...

... Bay in the lee of Basil's. The black sky above loomed ominously - but not for long, as the sky was darkening at a rapid rate to ebony. What followed has given me confidence and strength. Thorpe Park, Disney, Universal Studios - eat your hearts out. We survived 45 white knuckle minutes with Zoot. For most of those minutes our bums were not in contact with the "seat", whereas out hands were clinging on to various obscure bits of the boat for dear ...

Then it was off to Barbados and thence, on a tiny little plane, to Mustique. Charlie met us and we have had 2 wonderful weeks of this paradise island - tennis, yoga, walking, turtle nest digging, sun, sea, white sand, beautiful bays (mostly deserted), snorkelling and socialising (cocktail parties etc.) + lots of reading and siestas because doing nothing is sooo exhausting. Charlie has cooked up wonderful meals ...

... extra day of snafu time so I should be okay. If I hadn't stayed an extra day to change one last batch of SRD into Euros I might be there already, but that would mean three nights in Georgetown, hardly a thrill, and almost certainly costlier than where I am now. A hundred here and a hundred there can add up quickly, especially in a region that's not especially cheap to begin with. All's well that ends well, so I'm optimistic that there'll be a ferry ...

... buy. I said that I wanted to look first. They see your eyes catch a pineapple or such and they say that they have fine pineapples (or such). It is a bit of a bother, all this personal stuff. I don't want to hurt anyone's feelings. I ended up at the end of the 50 ft building and a young vendor introduced himself as Jimmy. I took a photo of the sign saying that buyers are free to be not hassled by sellers. Jimmy asked if I was a papparotzi ...

... there is live music under the stars playing somewhere, all you have to do is follow your ears. The biggest party on the island is the weekly Thursday Night Jump Up at the Frangipani. Starting with a three course dinner of char-boiled steaks, shrimp, pastas, tropical fruits and the most delectable deserts in the Caribbean, this all night party quickly becomes a mass of drinking and dancing to steel drum music on ...

Tobago Cays must really be one of the most beautiful places in the Caribbean! They consist of a small string of tiny uninhabited islands with palm fringed beaches, lush green shrubs and beaches so white you'll think they're made of powder sugar! I said uninhabited, but we did see a few goats on one of the islands so I don't know if that counts towards some kind of population? The trip from Mustique to Tobago Cays went well and we ...

... setting would have made for perfect snorkeling, except for very strong ocean currents that pushed us in the wrong direction - most of us gave up within 10 minutes. Instead, we took our dinghies (small motorized boats) to a nearby secluded island and lazed away the afternoon on the beach. That evening, my boat, Myrtle, invited the other boat (Private Retreat) over ...

Wharton's first-ever Caribbean Sailing Leadership Venture departed late Monday morning from the Sunsail base in St. Vincent on our way to Mustique, one of St. Vincent's tiny Grenadine islands. The Grenadine islands form a small arc that reach almost to Grenada, each with its own character - secluded hideaway, scenic beauty, or playground of the rich and famous - Mustique being a rich person's ...